I play wind instruments in Kansai.

She lowered her head in shame, shifting her weight from her left foot to her right and then back again. The hem of her pencil skirt swayed gently with the movement, revealing subtle folds.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you used it for this kind of thing."

Gongling Wang's tone softened considerably as he raised his hand to scratch his cheek and said...

"I just want you to get some rest."

"...I didn't do that kind of thing."

Hayami Tenma's lips twitched down, still trying to salvage her pride, her exposed skin exposed to the sweltering afternoon air.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

What he meant by that was that he was too addicted to that kind of thing!

"Okay, you didn't do it."

Gong Lingwang nodded quickly, but she still didn't dare to meet his gaze, instead fixing it on the collar of his uniform.

"So, do you believe me now? I can have a spiritual conversation with you; I'm not an ordinary person."

"..."

Hayami Tenma Sei swallowed hard. It was hard to believe, but it seemed true. She was too embarrassed to say anything more.

"So what's the situation now?"

"It's very simple. Because I'm not an ordinary person, I'm proficient in everything a consultant should know. You just need to repeat what I say to you, just like today."

Hayami Tenma Sei was startled for a moment and asked:

How could you?

"Because I'm not human."

Gongling Wang thought this sentence was quite useful.

"......"

Before, Hayami Tenma would have thought he was cute and adorable for saying such childish things, and would have laughed along with him.

But now, she only feels that Gong Lingwang is somewhat "unfathomable".

“But that doesn’t mean you’re not doing your job, Supervisor Hayami. You should come see me whenever you have time,” Miyamine Nozomi said.

"Well--"

Upon hearing this, the muscles below Hayami Tenma Sei's abdomen suddenly tightened, and he clenched one fist in front of his chest, saying...

"Go...go to do what?"

"Of course, it's about disciplining you."

Gongling Wang said,

"You can't rely on me forever. What will you do when I graduate, or leave halfway through?"

As the saying goes, give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.

"...That's it?"

Hayami Tenma Sei was somewhat incredulous, his legs unconsciously rubbing together. Miyamine Nozomi could even hear the subtle rustling of the black stockings, gently stirring his heartstrings.

"if not?"

Gongling Wang sighed deeply and said...

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you that crosses the line; doing so would only ruin both of us."

Hayami Tenma carefully observed Miyamine Nozomi's expression before finally speaking:

What do you want from me?

No.

Gongling Wang said bluntly,

"Because you are now a mentor and advisor, your future is closely related to everyone's. If you want to go to the Kansai Conference, your growth is indispensable."

Hayami Tenma Sei looked surprised and quickly asked:

"Are you implying that you're going to teach everyone this?"

No, that's not true.

Gongling Wang glanced to the side; the faint sounds of students laughing and joking drifted from the stairwell.

"The atmosphere is contagious. I've always believed that as long as Wakayama Prefecture wins the gold medal and gets a spot to go to the Kansai tournament, some of the anxiety within the club will disappear."

Even if they can't go to the national tournament, just securing a spot in the Kansai tournament would be enough to change the current situation of the Osamu Brass Band.

Xinglin and Dagaoyang are not invincible schools.

"But the mentor is the biggest factor influencing the department. Everyone's confidence will ultimately come from you, and I absolutely cannot sit idly by."

Gongling Wang said bluntly,

“If you don’t intend to listen to me, then I’ll have to let you leave, and I’ll take over as your mentor.”

“But you are a student, and you play the flute in the department.”

"This is the only way we can do it. Good instructors are harder to find than good flutes."

As if overwhelmed by Miyamine Nozomi's aura, Hayami Tenma Sei had begun to believe, to some extent, that he was not "human".

"I might be free tonight..."

As soon as Hayami Tenma finished speaking, his cheeks flushed uncontrollably, as if he were inviting him.

"But the problem is, where are we going?" Gong Lingwang looked troubled.

Hayami Tenma Sei frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said:

"hostel?"

Gongling Wang looked at her in astonishment and said:

"Isn't it too early?"

"No, no, no, what I mean is, how about practicing at a hotel?"

"That won't do, it will be too noisy."

Gongling Wang said very seriously,

"Besides, I'm not a very determined person. If I were in a place like this with Supervisor Hayami, I might not have the confidence."

Ever since spending time with Yukito Yanagi, Miyamine Nozomi has found that the feelings that well up inside her are hard to resist.

"What...what are you saying...!"

A surge of excitement welled up in Hayami Tenma Sei's heart; his cheeks flushed red, a mixture of joy and anxiety washing over him.

"By the way, you can go and check out Shiraishi's house," Miyamine Nozomi said.

His major investments are all in Shiraishi Hitomi; her family owns a musical instrument store, so there must be soundproof rooms.

At that time, he can train Hayami Tenma Sei one minute and cultivate a relationship with Shiraishi Hitomi the next, which will boost the stock price.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Moreover, the Shiraishi family's music store is a public place, so no one would suspect anything, and it's convenient no matter how you look at it.

"Shiraishi-kun?"

Hayami Tenma thought of that girl who rarely spoke but had excellent grades.

Are you very familiar with her?

"It's alright."

His tone was nonchalant, and the previous tension and stiffness had vanished without a trace.

Hayami Tenma Sei's moist, glossy lips pursed slightly, her eyebrows raised, and the sound that escaped her throat was even more coquettish than she had expected:

What does "It's alright" mean...?

"Our relationship is pretty good," Miyamine thought to himself. "We should be considered friends."

Hayami Tenma asked:

"But you and Liu Mu have a good relationship, don't you?"

"Yes, very good, we're just one step away from success."

Gong Lingwang's words were very direct, leaving her unsure how to respond, and her breathing became rapid.

"Gong Ling, do you remember what I told you before?"

Her gaze held a hint of reproach, and something else that was hard to define; the shadow of her eyelashes fell into her pupils, fluttering gently.

“I’m not in a relationship,” Gong Lingwang said. “At least Liu Mu doesn’t seem to have any feelings about it.”

If she really had those thoughts, she probably wouldn't have said, "I'll never help you again."

After all, Miyamine Nozomi was quite looking forward to it, and was really disappointed.

"That would be best. Dating right now won't do you any good for your studies or your life in the band."

Hayami Tenma shifted her weight back to her left foot, and the side of her bodycon skirt rose slightly due to the twist of her body, revealing the boundary line of her black stockings at the top of her thigh.

Miyamine Nozomi was not very willing to discuss these things with the supervisor: "If you have time, tell me in advance, and I will do my best to train you."

"You..." Hayami Tenma Sei's tone was tinged with helplessness.

"Oh, right."

Gong Lingwang's face showed a solemn expression as he spoke.

"Supervisor Hayami, you can't tell anyone about this, otherwise I'll tell Yanagi what you did last night too."

Hayami Tenma Sei's pretty face flushed red, and she anxiously clenched her fists in front of her chest, saying:

"I didn't do those things!"

"is it?"

Suddenly, the image of Sumire Amamiya came to mind. If the person in front of him was her, then nothing he said would have any effect.

"Of course! I sleep really well! Every morning my skin is rosy and glowing! That's because I go to bed early!"

As if emphasizing this point, Hayami Tenma proudly puffed out his chest and said,

"I don't even need a nap anymore. I'm full of energy when I get home, because that kind of thing is really exhausting!"

Seeing her defiant demeanor, Gong Lingwang said with a smile:

"Then I'll be happy. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to me. It has nothing to do with age. I'm quite warm-hearted towards pretty girls."

It's a great experience to have my things not misused and to receive positive feedback.

"We can't do that. We should lend a helping hand to everyone, no matter who it is. There's a saying: 'Give a rose and your hand will retain its fragrance!'"

Hayami Tenma frowned, adopting a lecturing tone, and said...

"Most importantly, one should not apply double standards!"

Miyamine Nozomi remembered saying this to Shiraishi Hitomi.

"Then you should remember, Supervisor Hayami, that I have very double standards."

"Well......"

"Okay, I'll go first."

Miyamine Nozomi turned and went downstairs, but after only a few steps, she saw Osaka Ayaka walking upstairs.

He said hello and continued on his way.

"Are you with Miyamune?" Ayaka Osaka stepped forward and asked curiously.

"Yes, let's talk about some things related to the brass band."

Hayami Tenma raised his hand to smooth his bangs, trying to appear calm.

However, Ayaka Osaka seemed unconcerned about these things and quickly stepped forward to say:

"Payday is here! Let's see how much!"